Make them mine AND SEXIER

1st person POV from now on

Overcome with the rush of the power I get excited to test ALL the possibilities. I want them to be mine, no more boyfriends or checking out other guys, I want them to be completely in love with me and completely loyal to me.

‘My sisters and mother are completely in love with me and attracted to me and will never think of anyone else as more than a friend.’ I click my fingers. ‘They will not care how many other girls I am with in any way.’ I click my fingers. ‘They will do whatever I ask or tell them to.’ I click my fingers. ‘They don’t feel ashamed to be attracted to me and in love with me.’ I click my fingers. ‘No-one cares if I commit **** but it is still illegal for everyone else that I’m not with.’ I click my fingers.

I hope this works. I call my mother and she comes immediately, “Yes John?” She stands in front of me smiling.

“Are you in love with me?” I ask, crossing my fingers.

Her face turns a little pink, “Oh yes John! I’m so in love with you! I would do anything for you! No-one else is as attractive as you and I’m completely devoted to you!”

“You would do anything?” I smirk.

“Anything John! What do you want me to do?” I consider for a moment.

“I want you to call me master.”

“Yes master!”

“And I want you to let me change your body. I want to make you even sexier for me.”

She gasps a little, “You can change my body?” She exclaims.

“Yep. Are you going to let me?”

“Of course master! I’ll do anything to make you happy, do whatever you want to me!” I grin, wide.

“Ok… first of all take off all your clothes, I want to watch you as you change.” She hurriedly takes her shirt then jeans off, and doesn’t hesitate before taking her underwear off.

My mother had always dressed quite conservatively, but I could tell that she was quite attractive under all that loose clothing. But, since my dad left she’s not been with anyone else and, based on what my sisters have told me, she’s been rather sad since he left. So unfortunately, she’s gained quite a bit of weight. Based on the pictures I’ve seen of before I was born she used to be thin and gorgeous but age, stress and depression has brought her down.

Well, no more. “Mum, you’re going to forget my father but still know that we’re your kids.” I say and click my fingers. I watch her clench her eyes shut for a moment before opening them again. “I’m sorry master, what did you say?”

“Just wanted to quickly ask who my father is before I start making all these changes.” She seems to think for a moment. “I’m sorry master but I can’t seem to remember who he is. Guess I must have been sleeping around at the time.” She chuckles.

“Ok time to start making the changes.”